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Budapest Week 15-Year Reunion, Sept 9 2006

Yes, folks, that's right, it's been 15 years (and six months or so) since the first issue of Budapest Week newspaper, and we are seriously overdue for a party!!! To help facilitate the reunion and put people back in touch with one another, Steve Carlson and I have founded an email discussion forum using Google Groups (if you're interested in joining, click that link and request to join; make sure to use your name, not just your email address, and remind us who you are, so we don't start opting in spammers, stalkers and other freaks). Here's how Carlson introduced the list to members:

Hello All,

Rick E. Bruner and I set up this mailing list to bully and cajole you into purchasing an airplane ticket and schlepping out to Budapest to join us on September 9 for the 15th annual Budapest Week reunion party.

Yes, those of you in the know are already thinking 'wait, wasn't our beloved rag launched on March 15, 1991? That is correct. And in order to collect your prize you must travel to Budapest and meet us on September 9th.

Fifteen years after the fact, the definition of 'us' has become distinctly blurry. For example, we've included Bart Edes on this mailing list despite the fact that he was an agent of our sworn enemy, the Budapest Sun (or was it the Post?). I don't believe we ever published Matt Welch or Ken Layne (however much we might have wanted to). Who the hell is Gregory John McIlvaine?

Fifteen years after the fact a LOT of things are blurry. What I am still doing in Budapest? Do I know you? Did we meet somewhere at a party?

Feel free to follow Christian Heppinstal's example and fill us in about those missing years. Where do you work and who are you sleeping with? How many of your friends and colleagues can actually locate Budapest on a map?

I will now count to 'five' backwards. When I reach 'one' you will awaken with a burning desire to immediately purchase an airplane ticket and travel to Budapest to relive your glory days in Eastern Europe following the fall of Communism.